Page 8 of The End of Me


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“I don’t know. Maybe I hoped he’d be waiting for me,” I almost pout.

“The fridge is empty. Unless I’m allowed to touch the golden muffins in the freezer,” Jude complains. “I’m fucking starving. Should we order pizza?”

“How was the funeral?” I dare to ask, not acknowledging the hint about the muffins. If he touches them, I’ll tell Seth to kick his ass.

“We didn’t stay. After we realized you weren’t there, we decided to track you,” Seth responds, leaving the room.

“How can I go when I don’t agree on…” I don’t know how to finish that sentence.

“Sorry,” Seth says. “I wish—”

“If you apologize one more time…” I sniff because I’m out of words.

“What do you want on your pizza?” Jude asks.

“There’s more to life than food,” Gabe groans.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Jude and Gabe are identical, no one would think they’re related. They are like night and day. One is hyper-responsible, and the other one parties too much.

“Sure, but I’m a growing boy. I burn more calories than I consume.”

“Just order one with everything and a second one with olive, pineapple, and Canadian bacon,” Seth responds as he enters the room.

Seth carries a big purple box with an iridescent bow on top.

I frown. “What is that?”

He sets it on the coffee table, pushing some of the decorations to the side.

It’s a beautiful box. It looks a lot like the ones Archer used for my birthday presents. I stare at it as if it’s contaminated and it might kill me. “Is that a present for one of you?”

Seth shakes his head and hands me a violet envelope. It’s addressed to me, and the writing is Archer’s.

“No, thank you,” I say, giving it back to him.

Seth doesn’t accept it. “You have to at least read the letter.”

“No, I don’t.”

“He’ll kick our asses if he learns we didn’t give it to you,” Seth claims.

“It’s not my birthday or any anniversary.”

“Just fucking read it.” Gabe glares at me. “You need that letter and this box.”

I don’t, but knowing these three, if I don’t read it, they won’t leave me alone. Slowly, I open the envelope and pull out the piece of paper.

“God, she’s unfolding it in slow motion,” Jude groans.

Piper Bug,

If you’re reading this, there are only two possibilities.

One, you’re nosy as fuck and went through the office’s closet. If that’s the case, please, leave this letter, close the box, and move away.

I’ll reward you later. ;)

The second option is not as fun. Jude, Gabe, or Seth gave you this box because I’m gone, and that totally sucks.

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